Knowing just how much Thums Up to share with your wife.
Our weekly lunch at the neighbourhood restaurant. The order is always the same.
1 chicken triple schezuan. 1 Thums Up. Split 2 ways.
And when the Thums Up arrives, its always split in the exact same way.
Some would call it cheeky. Some would call it greedy. But I just call it plain old thoughtful. The husband always knows that I only ever need a sip or two to wash my meal down. Never less, never more.